A Good Cup of Tea Solves Everything (even a broken conscience and full frontal denial?)

A Good Cup of Tea Solves Everything (even a broken conscience and full frontal denial?)

This week we saw another round in the Game of Thrones play piece of the Elite Deep State/Hidden Manipulators.

This time it was London’s turn to get the Terror Treatment.

Injured people are assisted after an incident on Westminster Bridge in London
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The swiftly managed drive by to kill innocents on the pavement with a swift Jason Statham-like left turn  barging into the ill protected gates of Parliament sealed the “Horror of London Attack by Terrorists” sequel to the already mountainous number of similar staged events around Europe and the world.

The sycophantic, fawning, obedient mainstream media reports only what it is told to report, the news outlets scream Terror! and Terrorists in quick succession so as to blind and sear into the feeble consciousnesses of the “Shocked Public” the fact they are “under attack from these crazed terrorists” in the Middle East.

Despite the many eyewitness statements, fast forgotten, never again to be quoted that

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there were two people in the rampaging car, one bald and white that fled the scene leaving the patsy, Muslim convert to take the bullet, literally –  the message broadcast and shouted from the rooftops of Whitehall and Fleet Street (yea, metaphoric for all pedants keen to say Fleet St no longer houses the press) was the Lone Wolf crazed knife man was “wot dunnit” in typical Sun tabloid vernacular.

Meanwhile as all this is being pummeled into the collective psyche, bombs, British bombs and bombers, US backed forces and the usual rag tag of truly terrorist forces are bombing the bejesus out of innocents, mothers, children and ordinary folk in Mosul, Yemen and Syria (illegally for that one) – as if any of the rest is legal!

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Civilians caught in the bombing of  Mosul

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The British are always told that we (yes, I am designated British having been born here) have a proud history of Empire and colonial oversight. Cajoled and caressed in the warm bosom of benign imperial rule, we are ordered to believe our actions to have been the forefront in conquering evil dictators, psychopathic killers, emperors and all other such ‘nasty folk’ designated as evil.

Yet truth be told, as it never is in our educational establishments, we have possibly the worst record for slaughter, mayhem and historic karmic screwing with others even set against the present inglorious regime of empire USA style, previous Roman or Central Asian others. These truths would make every drop of milk in every cup of tea ever made, curdle instantly.

So to hear and see so many mopping at their tear stained hearts, caressing  well played with emotional responses and false selective empathy is sickening, considering the ignorance chosen by such players about the  elite games played out in front of us and on our screens. My compassion and empathy for any creature’s loss and demise is fully operational, however it is the cant and hypocrisy I wish to focus on. In so doing I am sure I will be placed, by some, in their pillory box constructed through ignorance, collusion and easily led masses, where they can hurl predictable rotten fruit and tomatoes of ire at one felt to be conspiratorial at best and heartless, without compassion for suffering at worse. Therein lies the sickest joke played on all such blind, deaf and ponerized folk.

A fool telling another they are the fool is to be pitied, not praised. Yet we are exhorted to praise the work of those held up as defending our democracy, freedom and way of life while all the time those among them are planning the next shock, horror event here or elsewhere to sell their specious deceits and overt lie they are only looking after our best interests.

If that was truly the case why therefore were the majority of CCTV systems in the most CCTV’d city in the world taken down around Westminster several weeks ago. The only one to have surfaced  looks to have been positioned on top the MI6 HQ downriver! Where were all the rest that allegedly photograph our daily activity over 300 times a day per passer by?

Why was the entrance to Parliament so weakly guarded that day, when normally there are heavily armed police there? Of course the weak excuse that the man they shot as assailant was known to the security forces yet taken off their imminent threat list long ago, is as played out as  passports of assailants, in the many similar events, being found intact at the scene of the crime. A fail in security of the most serious nature, is it not?

Meanwhile the British public measly laps up the incessant news broadcasts poured out as distraction deluxe and supped as whole food news. Accepting without retort the MSM viewpoint and reportage is truly a red flag of laziness, collusion and complicit agreement to a false god. The God of Tyranny dressed as Auntie. The predictable reporting of ISIS admission is a perennial, swiftly issued pronouncement as well. Due process must have its way in royal propaganda presentations, for sure.

Bottom line the terrorists are those within corridors of power, those colluding to invade and sponsor their patsy terror groups  dish out the mayhem on foreign shores and their foot soldiers, the home guard –  the tea drinking, espresso swallowing, sycophants walking the streets of our cities, towns and villages tut tutting as to the dreadful state of the world, without a glimmer of asking any questions, difficult or not. All they look forward to is voting for even more lock down and security disabling an already harassed and set upon tired dog called freedom.  Resting comfortably in their beds at night, ill aware the Powers that Be continue to drill into shape the next patsy, delusional disaffected, the next specially trained ‘oppo’ to go down on their very own suicide mission  helping secure the future plans of the powerful, is not their concern they convince themselves. Got to look after the roof over the head, the kids and food on the table routine.

It really becomes so predictably tiring watching each script play out, each imprecation of horror foisted as the worst atrocity, the latest evil attack on freedom. Yet what is witnessed is exactly the mirror of what emanates from those professing to be the very guardians we look for. In far away places, foreign soil constantly invaded and destroyed they practice their real role all in the name of  freedom and democracy.

How much longer we all allow this deceit to rule us is anyone’s guess. As long as the voices of truth are silenced, closed down or otherwise impeded from having full open airing then the road traveled will be long, cruel, deadly and arduous.

Of course it can always be blamed on the Russians, other boogeymen and their vile fraternal dictators of the-russianscountries yet to submit to the collective rule of Empire but it will never be permissible for us to pull focus and seriously question our own history, our own making and our own tyrannical despotism, dressed as empire. Such imperatives of inclusion in every educational establishment alive will remain a pipe dream until we awaken these truths so vile, so horrific, that once realised will make the young  rise up, revolt and question everything sold them as truth and victors’ history.

The tea sipping English generations too nice to look these ugly truths in the face will die with both karma and conscience unknown or undisturbed, awaiting a higher court’s judgement. Yet pitifully their children and their childrens’ children will  forever be reminded of their ignorant, willing, quisling forebears in denial and collaborators with their chosen tyrannical masters.

For those who see the truth as bright as the lighthouse it is, they become the oaks of support  the young can turn to and will act as a foundation upon which the whole can be staunched, rebuilt and renewed from its terminally rotting away root.

More tea vicar?

 

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What We Feed You is How We Play You

What We Feed You is How We Play You

“D’ya see that great movie the other night. Wasn’t it awesome?”

“So emotional!”

“My favourite soap is so real to life, isn’t it?”

“Love the blood and guts. Wanna go and blow those rag heads to Hell”

“Aw, coulda cried my eyes out. So sad she lost her man”

“We’ll show ‘em exceptional!”

“I so want to be that guy/girl.”

“Make Believe sure, but I’d love to just get lost in that fantasy world right now!”

It has been the dream of every despot, control freak and tyrannical power entity to be able religion-fakenewsto control, mind meld and subject their every citizen to the will of the ruling elite. Bloody oppression on a local scale was the recipe of choice in ages gone by. Religious edict has always been the ‘causus controlata’ down the ages, irrespective of original intention by instigators of whatever belief system. Today these control freaks have been blessed with an overarching and wet dreamed answer to their prayers in the the form of successful penetration through technological advancement. Far from setting us free it has been purloined and used as the main successful tool for our own self selected imprisonment and/or demise.

For those never having experienced life without the pernicious, invasive creep of things technological, these statements may seem irrational fear mongering nonsense and fuddy duddy rubbish. Oh, ye ignorant masses!

With the innovation of moving images at the end of the 19th century, advancing rapidly towards today’s steroid punched ‘entertainment industry’, a vast all encompassing art form has been corralled into the mind controlling, fear inducing desires of the Empire.

No, not the cinema chain, the ruling elite!

propaganda-globalHollywood right from its outset was created and made then and today in its horrific mode, to capture, steer and inculcate hearts and minds. Our emotions, especially unrefined, raw emotions, untrained to be under intelligent control, become rich fields for exploitation and messing with.

Nah! Harmless fun, distraction and entertainment, you say.

Fun it can be, harmless definitively and absolutely not, distraction certainly and entertainment – well that depends on who is really being entertained.

Some may feel I am harsh in my appraisal. Others will consider me a party pooper on theirpropagandamediaentertainment choices’. So be it – however until we use our mind, our critical thinking as to what ends and for why this whole industry is so full of glitz, glamour, money, sex and manipulation – well I feel even in those few words many might spark a chink of ‘aha light’. But let us assume that is not the case. Let us just follow the money. By the way the best way to track down dirt, deceit and malevolent intent is by doing precisely that – follow the money!

The entertainment industry – be it music, film, art, television, newspapers (MSM is truly that nowadays) online distractions – has several goals. A main one, for all creaming the most profit, is to serve agendas of masters/owners/Deep State that utilise their inherent expertise for propaganda, mind control and desensitisation of the masses . While so many believe, blissfully ignorant or uncaring of endgames, the very powers instigating these modalities are occupied in, they drink in the lie that truth tellers are mere tinfoil and conspiracy. This creates distraction, division and opposite camps infighting. An abject, intended outcome from the start. However to focus on what we are universally being served is the object of this article.

I need to clarify my interest – I come from a lifetime spent in the ‘industry of illusion’. You could say I served the propaganda masters fully and for selfish intent. Well you would be right.

I saw the advertising and film industry as a marvellous channel for my creativity and rosedreams-cover-600-400 to be a significant master of the arts. What I failed to take on board and recognise was the full feature, the main attraction behind the main attraction, if you will. Experience and years have helped open my eyes and see the real hidden pernicious creature behind the curtain. The Wizard was truly non existent – read my book Dreams and Realities to navigate that underbelly, a con with feet of clay, supported only by the belief in the Yellow Brick Road to dreams offered temptingly but never allowed to realise in the true potential those denying it allow themselves. You are never allowed to join the club unless you live by their rules.

There are so many examples to cite along the rocky road to propagandised perfection, however I will merely take a couple I came across today that inspired me to write this.

Because we are being hit tsunami-like with the well proven and successful operation called entertainment , we have become so distracted, so divided among each other and so unclear and incapable in recognising truth from lies. Where to start becomes a minefield. Most take the position in comfortable ignorance, easy compliance and self satisfied stupidification. So easy to avoid uncomfortable and disrupting truths. Best slag off those awake to such things while remaining dead asleep.

I turned to watch a trailer for the film Arrival – a film I admit I very much wish to watch, as the underlying story is interesting. This of course is what makes any of us watch, gain interest. Nothing wrong with that, absolutely. Where the entrance of discrimination against intent (with the creators’ money) and objectives are concerned – it is vital to hold clear thinking, intelligence and reasoning on why such things, outside of pure hollywoodciaentertainment is concerned, are set before us.

The film deals with aliens first contact, comprehending and communicating between two parties. It also deals with misinterpretation, the usual blast’ em to Hell arrogance of the military mind against a sage and considered empathic approach. So many films of ‘aliens, otherworld, zombie’ subject based movies ‘entertain’ through the fear factor. the unknown. Whereas masters such as Hitchcock used the fear element as a dramatic tool and brilliantly correctly, fear utilised today is far more bent on drilling that fear deep into our core system,keeping it alerted awaiting a trigger through use of key word triggers (NLP) in daily life.

Easily identifiable ones come to mind triggering gut reaction or feeding a false sense of comfort on a daily basis: some are conspiracy theory, tin foil, collateral damage, boots on the ground, shock and awe, extraordinary rendition, Islamist, terrorists and on and on. On the political stage we get a real load of terms to control and persuade. Death with dignity (for suicide), austerity measures, quantitive easing, vertically challenged for short. Recently deplorables is a current derogatory term for those thinking differently and of course post-truth – as if there is something after truth!

Euphemisms are a propagandistic tool of misdirection. They ill serve a free people. But advocates won’t stop manipulating us until we insist that they “call a spade a spade” – Wesley J. Smith

The process of dumbing down through the rise of ‘dumb’ films is certainly one way of condoning and retaining ignorance levels and supporting lack of intellect to be a positive quality and hip to be lauded. Making heroes out of the Idiocracy is not only a cheap gag but also satiates those who exist on that level in their blissful state of ignorance.

Another film I ‘trailered’ was IT in which the excellent Pierce Brosnan seems to have put his name against, in order to settle some outstanding tax liabilities perhaps. The story line can be summed up in showing the audience that anyone, especially the CIA, though not portraying this film’s antagonist, can get into your life completely in our technological age of uber infestation. Whether the film has merits is for me irrelevant as the cash cow was always to implant even greater fear in Joanna Public. Mission – constantly ramp up the fear we are never safe from terror. That the terror is incoming and from the inside is an unspoken truth never ending investigation. They who set up, order and perpetrate these things have zero interest in any of us maintaining our sentient, individual beings with pertinent choice. Ah, choice that’s another great euphemism for freedom, democracy and the ‘Mercan way, itself a euphemism for the right to invade over 70 countries world wide in its relatively short existence.

Black Hawk Down, The White Helmets, Designated Survivor, World War Z, American Sniper, Argo and a host of others hidden in many other subject areas, are doing an excellent job conditioning the feeble minds of compliant sheep.americansniper

In the vein of mind control and softening up a population for current and future lock down, dehumanisation and denial of empathic life the movie industry, as sponsored and run by Hollywood and the Mainstream media, has been outrightly successful in pretty much all areas of its objectives. Yet alongside the proliferation of their fake news, these organs are awakening even the most somnolent with their more and more implausible BS. It is unsurprising the worm is turning. The battle now is for our minds, as the visionary Sir George Trevelyan once so rightly stated. The real battlefield and war zones are in our heads, in the way we perceive, think and make choices.

Since getting the best from these activities requires a serious dose of self education, it is incumbent on each of us to develop critical thinking, our capacity to filter truth from lies and a desire for far deeper research than is offered by way of the institutionalised news, entertainment and information outlets. By refusing to take up these arms we consign ourselves to the fate and mercy of tyrannical rule, dressed, cross dressed and displayed by way of celebrity icon, sexualised music totems and BS spread as our daily ration. The deep oozing, putrid and fast decomposing cesspit of gargantuan lies offer illimitable distraction and fascination to the pliant. Until we are able to disengage from the overt control pushed through entertainment and newspeak we will all fast forward down into the oceans of swill and sure death.

It is absolutely fine and proper we entertain ourselves but let us do so on a level so far removed from the base plate offered as the choice of tyrants, psychopaths and abject loonies. We feed the beast with our coin. We buy into their scripts and digest their dirt. Withdrawing our support may mean short term loss, yet supporting alternative funding for films of depth and insight is one step in the right direction. Crowdfunding such efforts, promoting the few films the music that matters and the art that is revolutionary is so far into our grasp as to leave no room for excuses.  red-carpetdr-1400x1866

Can you imagine a world created through the highest good, the profoundest intention and with the benefit of present technology? Then if you can you will know what a golden gift we have all denied ourselves and been denied. We may not be able to heal the past and our lost way, yet collectively through whatever means we each have at our disposal we can assure our future and our children’ future will not have to carry  a trace of the present contamination and toxicity.

Now that is a show I will pay the top dollar for!

When Fear and Darkness surround You – Remember!

When Fear and Darkness surround You – Remember!

When times are tough, the way not clear or fear comes far too close for comfort, remind yourself with this poem my father left for me so many years ago.

It brings things back to centre, avoids the smallness of things least helpful and reminds us all of who is the boss, who carries the key and who ultimately will walk free.

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Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll.
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.

~William Ernest Henley

The Schumann Resonance and Changing Humanity

The Schumann Resonance and Changing Humanity

A very interesting article around the spiking of the Schumann Resonance got me pondering our relationship with ourself, our Earth, Nature and existence or destruction of it, in general.

The Schumann resonance and how it is changing reality
Schumann Resonance

In the last couple of days it has been reported the Schumann Resonance has shot up to plus 36Hz  – a considerable spike to the normally tranquil calm state of things associated with the accepted 7.83Hz. This is the natural resonance of the Earth, offering an implicit desired state that can be attained in beta and theta dream states, meditation and a propensity to balance a natural harmonic level between self and surrounding environment.

Does this spike and the probable rise of the resonance mark a hint towards an inevitable progression towards ‘separation’ between those operating ‘in harmony’ with natural cycles/law and those too self absorbed in a stunted existence created by lack of self awareness, development and generally healthy inquiry for the ‘inner being’.

In one state/world everything appears as lunatic crazy, fearsome and so full of trepidation as to incite a craziness ultimately taking over life and minds of individuals, communities and nations.

In the other a multifaceted and spectacular world begins to take form and occurence leading an individual to interpret what appears as madness to one as beautiful development and reconstruction to another. In one world lunacy is the norm, where in the other it is seen as the death of the old and birth of something so far removed from the same old, same old as to be blinding.

It goes without saying the lunacy in the world presently is at an all time high today. The process of change, culling and splitting  occurs as we speak. For many that demands fear, abdication of responsibility to an external ‘power’ – be it religious, political, corporate or psychopathic – or all of the aforementioned.know_thyself

Always promoted, to those inquisitive enough, from the beginning of time is the maxim “Know Thyself”. It is a foundation pillar and prerequisite toward developing true being. I am not talking anything religious here. Those particular constructs were  put in place largely to harness people, subjugate and hold the individual to the belief third party intercession was the single absolute and most effective path. The  encouragement and promotion of self development in thought action and growing wisdom was for the greater part considered heresy.

I am referring to the development through seeking and knowing ‘inner being’ as becoming the most important ‘work’ each are gifted the choice of making.

Of course since choice is a major key in this process, with no one and nothing ‘forcing’ our hand – those choosing not to get to know themselves,  instead relying on external forces to guide them, become ‘lost‘. Lost in a world where things, control, powerlessness and external factors are the directing factors . Experience and circumstance are blamed as causal to the inability of making the real journey. They become the excuse in choosing subjugation and control over self empowerment and self control. It can manifest as another person(s), technology, state, etc.  Little cognition develops of what truly transpires in the world and an even less desire to know through innate ability to develop critical thinking.

The major hierarchy involved in all this is the degree to which each is willing to use personal will to determine outcomes, to cultivate the full spectrum of mental faculties. There is barely any progress gained without self work and enquiry. The answers enshrined in higher knowledge( as opposed to researched knowledge), wisdom and insight are found through devoted inspection, honest appraisal, enquiry and education through study in one’s inner world and concomitant development of our mental faculties.

Nature operating at her resonance is as near a perfect example as we can find – in fact in our comprehension it must be seen as the perfect example to draw on for mentorship, guidance and teaching.

That the greater part of the human world has chosen to subjugate, brutalise, be blind to or ignorant of this potential mentorship is undoubtedly a major cause in creating  our self destruction. It also acts as an excellent illustration of the poverty of  development in wisdom and self, existing in these times.

Ultimately those flunking this schooling are left to their own devices, released from the boons of integration with a true teacher and ultimately abandoned to their own self destruction, reprocessing and return to original form and substance.

No religion can save us from ourself. No ‘deus ex machina’ comes bursting through the clouds of illusion to intercede on our part, having refused to recognise those elements of self eternally waiting to be used.

You can take a horse to water but you can never force it to drink, comes to mind.

So as the resonance in natural being begins to raise its levels, the fate of those unable to exist, let alone recognise this rarified atmosphere, will undoubtedly perish,  becoming compost for future development. For those existence is portrayed and experienced as chaotic, hellish and the portrait of living nightmares – the normal. For others taking opportunity, recognising the lesson plan of life, a gradual changing world becomes their new and natural habitat. Distinguishing features of that old world dim and ultimately become invisible.

In Nature there are parts not perceivable through the lens of present sense development. This does not qualify them to not exist, it merely  ‘hides‘ them from view. As Natural Resonance creeps up, so those open to accepting and having begun development to its waves, witness the fading into invisibility of the illusions previously held as reality disappear like  morning mist meeting day’s sunlight.

Do I hear the pitter patter of tiny feet rushing to “Know Thyself”?

Maybe a few will ‘get it’and go for it. More likely, as life demonstrates, most will just brush off such ideas and thoughts of treading this path and put it down to the rantings of lunatics and self obsessed.

Remember the razor’s edge between lunacy and genius (wisdom)?

It feels apposite to drag up a scriptural quote here:

“It is easier  for a camel to pass through the eye of the needle than for a rich man to enter  the kingdom of heaven.”

In spite of its biblical provenance the interpretation, I suggest, goes deeper. If we substitute kingdom of heaven for self knowing and the metaphor rich man representing the individual too attached to worldly wealth and possession of ‘things’, retention of patterns holding him/her prisoner to desires and frameworks limiting growth, then it can be appreciated how the personal journey is one of letting go rather than clinging to the ephemera of life’s stuff.powerful-self

To those less able to conceive development in its wider perspective it remains ever thus – the lunatic ramblings of crazy minds. The opening, growth potential afforded through constant development of awareness, questing the inner self and letting go to wisdom and enlightening insight is as lost as the dew to the heat of the sun.

Those finding what I describe as merely an elitist, self satisfied viewpoint of arrogant superiority, I posit the process and development of free choice has been utterly missed with an equal weight of conformity outbalancing the lightness of being attainable through operating such choice and courage demanded  when diving deep into the ocean of the unknown.

Of course alternately I could be talking out of the backside of my particular being. Yet a lengthy sojourn on this plane has shown and taught me otherwise. That the journey once untaken, though hard and at times tricky to negotiate so far outweighs the pastures and meadows of restrictive pleasure and blind adherence offered in the marketplace of normalcy is ample reward and only appreciated once negotiated.

plato-allegory-of-the-cavePlato’s Cave allegory famously portrays people gazing forlornly at the inner wall of the cave, entranced by their own shadows cast by flames from a fire at their backs utterly ignorant that if they turned and looked beyond that fire they would see a world accessed by the cave’s entrance inviting them to a wholly other more expansive experience. He illustrated how only the few dare turn and head towards that far richer experience.

As always, being a planet of choice, it is each and everyone’s choice to make their own minds up, commit or not to the non repetitive path. Unlike us Nature never vacillates, procrastinates nor hesitates. She operates through constant renewal, evolution through perfect harmony and order.

The cautionary reminder Natural Order did spike its resonance over the last day or so perhaps nudges us towards a route map and direction we would be well advised to pay attention to and follow, even at this late second to midnight.

As always individual choice and response is personal. All that needs to be taken into account is that whatever choice is taken it has 100% personal liability and responsibility scored into it and we would be well advised to acknowledge and heed such counsel.

That indeed is the beauty and order of all things.

Change – A Colour Revolution Too Far

Change – A Colour Revolution Too Far

The quiet life, getting on with things the way we know best through the means we have become accustomed to is what so many crave and cling to. Within these safe boundaries we are the ruler of our estate, we can predict outcomes, determine futures and stay safe in the knowledge that we are being perfectly normal, predictable and self assured.

Smash these cosy parameters, crash through self determined security protocols and allow uncertainty, loss of control and an almost unmitigated future to become unknown, unpredictable and uncertain, then the true fear of things raises its hydra head.

Comfort Zone Annihilated!

That is one scenario. Another is:

Where we have listened to authority, relied on that authority to bolster our safety, repel any and all invaders of our safe space in exchange for having ceded our freedom of movement, speech, expression and identity. When this illusory landscape reveals itself for the transparent void it always was we fear for the worst, let alone visibly see our structures fall around us.

Another scenario is:

Where people have been pushed so hard, ignored, trampled upon, disrespected, kept outside any substantial loop, used and abused. This point is the point where the last straw breaks the proverbial camel’s back, the realisation that Pollyanna will never bring the family together and that the Yellow Brick Road was merely painted cobbles in foul ochre!

The True Revolutionaries have done their homework, seen the so called pretty landscape cover, like some vapid amateur dramatics makeover, crumble to reveal what they knew was waiting in the wings all along. Too few to realise it becomes the flop of flops.

As fear grabs the weakest parts of the population and tears them hither and thither, the status quo, those behind the proverbial curtain rub hands in glee as they were always onto a Win-Win scenario with the two fools running for the Top Job.

What has happened in the USA is merely symptomatic of what is cracking open around the world – the gradual dawning on stupor filled minds that they have been bamboozled.
It is encouraging to see the awakening yet imperative we do not fall into candyfloss conditioning that all is for the best in the best possible of worlds. Reassuring ourselves the world is righting itself at this point is a huge tripping point.

Just because we see an awakening it means little until we see action directed by an equivalently mastered mindset. To know you have been held prisoner does not release you from bondage. The cutting of the chains, walking resolutely into the light and serving others begins to pave that path. Eternal vigilance is a prerequisite!

Those that fabricated and implanted the chains are still very much holding the keys and guarding the jail. The Trumps of this world are merely tinsel dressing, paraded as promise. That the Clinton Cabal failed so miserably was directed, so that the division would become a wholly toxic soup where Civil War 2.0 was assured.

Change as it stands at present is wholly in the remit of the elite order. They direct its movement and all shades of thinking within their directed focus, are thrown into the social media arena and bandied around like some traduced Plato, Kant or Nietzsche.

behind-the-curtainThe noise will arise all around. Everyone will become the guessing genii of predictive events and while the hubbub careers onward the controllers will merely direct their messages via their compliant media to tweak a verbal here and an angry reaction there.

Look to the Colour Revolution of all Colour Revolutions. Soros with his bottomless pit of funding has already started. The Disgustables are already parading their violence. The hiatus in the Middle East stutters through its paces. You would think the dreaded Putin and the Russian Threat were some phantasmagoria of past times. Wise leaders await the processing of the unwashed, to see how deep the grime has embedded itself.

Even in these spaces we are being played like fiddles swiftly tuned. The need for calm heads, non reactive spleen filled minds is essential. Your every weakness will be played out. The fear being thrust upon the unthinkable Trump Trauma is one such action and will be squeezed for every drop of juice it contains. Bitter it will always be, so stay off the brew.

The imperative for people to take control of their faculties has NEVER been so essential. Yet this is in turn the very weakness besetting all who never gave a damn for critical thought. For all those zombie spirituals who thought thinking positively would cut it.

It will soon be proven how out of touch they have been. Those who can live demonstrably their sincere truth owning, their utter comprehension in taking full personal responsibility and of not buying into the easy path of convenient empathetic response, will be seen to be the front runners.

So many have never conscripted to this class and will thus find themselves thrashing out wildly, ill comprehending the roll out of cause and effect and thus be demanding even road-to-perdition-bwmore that someone else help them from the morass of horror they witness.

This will be proof, if proof is needed, that no lessons have been learned, no changes have taken serious root and that the Powers That Be have merely jack booted forward on their Road to Global Perdition.

If this article depresses you, then you have learned little. The very call to action is found in each and every sinew of experience. If it hurts, if there is suffering then more so the imperative for real change. For it is in that space that change truly seeds evolution. It is through experience we give ourselves the opportunity for lasting change.

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Jonathan L Trapman is an author, creative writer and photojournalist who has spent the better part of his 50 odd years in public life, learning from his personal experiences, sharing them, listening to others, whose lives have allowed him to open his own mind to a beauty, even within horror, that is transforming and empowering. His written work endeavors to convey, through true tales and fiction, impressions thus garnered. Dreams and Realities his latest work was published September 2016

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Living in That Scary Place

Living in That Scary Place

World’s gone even more crazy than yesterday. Probably will be crazier tomorrow than today, so preparing oneself for Scary 46.0 might seem like the best plan.cellphone_slavery_17

All the tools we have around us, you know those distracting hand-helds, the bozo screen in the corner of the room, the social media where we can rage to our heart’s content believing nothing comes back to us in our comfortable aerie in downtown Wacko or deep in the countryside of Mid Shiredom.

Well one small item we may have forgotten. As much as we prefer not to paint ourselves  resembling human beings, cut off as we have created our lives, sans community, sans culottes, sans everything that matters – we still are human. We still retain an ability to think critically, act honourably, deal transparently and talk truth.

However actively denying these attributes brings such a retribution that if intelligence had been adhered to primarily we would never have dealt ourselves such blows of misfortune.

You see ego is a wily beast. Uncontrolled, unrestrained and unknown for its ultimate death blows, we easily allow it to become the Master of our Tiny Universe and maintain dominion over us.

As an essential part of our constitution, it has its place. When we do little to restrain, train and control it we enter “that scary place”. Denial never cuts a deal worth coping with, it merely hands over more power to this unrestrained beast, offering up more pain in store for that day you least expect it to bite back.

When these conditions are played out through the hands and actions of this we have so doggie-pooper-scooperwillingly allowed to have power over us, then we truly garner an unholy alliance of shite and aim it directly at the fan. We enter Poop Land, where every consequence is marked “Return To Sender“. Unalloyed Joy!

So as we live out our badly decision filled lives, many blame that old chestnut GOD, the immutable DOG spelled backwards, the Eternal Creative Force under which we remain powerless or other Immutable, Impenetrable Invisibility that conveniently releases us, allegedly from Ultimate Responsibility.

So does that make you feel a whole lot better knowing it is not your fault really and that destiny will wash it out in the Final Rinse?
Do you have  the certainty knowing you can just sit on your hands, tell others you were “just doing my job, guv!” and washing your proverbials of blame?

If you do, then you are in for a rude shock. One you will NEVER see coming and if glimpsed the question “Why?” will leave you farting in the wind before extinction. Think I am being over dramatic? Think again – your life will literally depend on it.

Truth is the Lion in the room. It will gobble you up as if you are a gazelle on the menu. Thelioncourage Lion of truth needs no sword – It is Master of its own clearing – It recognises being King of the Self is what counts. Accountable to and for its own actions, its own place in the order of things and its own wise strength and council.

Seek it out within you. Allay any fear of encounter. Slay the ego and rise up and face iniquity with the courage of that Lion, the strength of knowing and royal pride in standing with Truth.

At that time the Scary Place will melt as surely as the snows on Kilimanjaro will melt away in the face of the heat of eruption. Avoid the Poop, develop the Brave!

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 Jonathan L Trapman is an author, creative writer and photojournalist who has spent the better part of his 50 odd years in public life, learning from his personal experiences, sharing them, listening to others, whose lives have allowed him to open his own mind to a beauty, even within horror, that is transforming and empowering. His written work endeavors to convey, through true tales and fiction, impressions thus garnered. Dreams and Realities his latest work was published September 2016

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The Times of Guns and …

Roses Poppies.

As October turns its page and the November winds bring the expected chill to all, a greater bitterness is ignored and hid from view.

In the annals of human bestiality and destructive power, the symbol of the poppy is produced to recognize the eleventh hour of the eleventh day of the eleventh month. An Armistice to millions slaughtered in the name of power and aggregation of wealth. Of course the word to those ignorant as to war’s true purpose, it personifies that great sacrifice made for Freedom and Democracy.

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How hollow these lies are seen for what they are from the distance of years. Yet still it does not affect the blindness of so many who cannot see the travesty continued and played upon lost souls, ignorant of present commitment to slaughter, destruction and the hawkers of greater lies.

Evil is resident within the very core of our lives yet the distractions offered like candy have a raw, repellent  and invidious means of hiding these truths. Addiction to such candy is such a pernicious pestilence as to make the Pharaohs of ancient Egypt seem like rank amateurs conjuring up  their own karmic returns.

We fondle our palm and handhelds, we chatter on our Galaxies and i-Phones yet the real information, the true news seems to skid around us as if it was some ephemeral irritating mosquito. Best swat it as its inconvenience brings realizations we prefer not encounter.

Denial in the face of a witch burning at the stake, a Christian thrown to the lions or children slaughtered without attention by the bombs and actions of the very leaders we allow, through passive acceptance, to  ‘fight for us’ add up to the same thing. An utter disregard for humanity. A disdain for truth and a roll over surrender to lies and manipulation.

On the 11th November the world is told to recognize heroes long dead, gallantry hard pressed. Yet these needless actions of the unwitting or cajoled are merely illustrations of very lambs to slaughter to feed an appetite of psychotic power. To glorify the very slaughter about to be rained down on us again for a third time under the pretense of fighting evil and terror, must be the very descriptor of lunacy.

Yet screaming from the surrounded towers of truth is a voice declaring these same terrorists ruling us are using their proxy prostitutes of psychopathy to deal the true injustices that war always has been. Poppies show the color of blood yet refuse to speak out the excrement ordering that blood spilled.

I am surrounded by those appeasing such evil, in the pursuit of inexcusable ignorance or even worse, refusal to accept hard truths for the comfort of easy lies. Such sorrowful humans exist in the depth of our families, strut their pernicious righteousness as alleged friends and acquaintances, pompously presuppose all people will blindly accept such end of days iniquities as plausible and right.medialies

The presstitutes, the television terrorist journalistic employees using the Mainstream to perpetrate such horrors demand the wearing of such poppies as marks of subservience, compliance and corrupted allegiance.

There can be no greater sick sycophancy than this annual abeyance of reality. Yet in truth when is it ever out of abeyance these days?

Does it take another dose of humanity’s lunacy to waken realization of what we have spent centuries denying? If it does it could be the final Yaroo  of a human race, like some lemming awakening as it falls to its death, recognizing it has become its own worst enemy and final executioner.

In the space that is eternity, this nano etch might come to be seen as an irritating interlude of little importance.

A minute’s silence anyone, or should we pause longer for illumination to spark?

To All In The So-Called Defence Industry – Poem by Adrian Mitchell

Arms trade workers, here’s an early warning
You might wake up tomorrow morning
And find that this is the glorious day
When all your jobs will just melt away
Because the people of the world are going to make sure
There’ll be no more, no more, no more war
So now’s the time to switch your occupation
From dealing in death and desolation
Don’t hang around now you’ve been told
The international murder trade’s about to fold
You won’t have to maim, you won’t have to kill,
You can use your brain and use your skill.
Peace needs workers of all kinds-
Make artificial limbs instead of landmines.
Tricycles instead of tridents,
Violins instead of violence,
Lifeboats, hospitals, medicine, drains,
Food and toys and buses and trains-
Come on, there’s plenty of work to be done
If we’re going to make peace for everyone.

 

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 Jonathan L Trapman is an author, creative writer and photojournalist who has spent the better part of his 50 odd years in public life, learning from his personal experiences, sharing them, listening to others, whose lives have allowed him to open his own mind to a beauty, even within horror, that is transforming and empowering. His written work endeavors to convey, through true tales and fiction, impressions thus garnered. Dreams and Realities his latest work was published September 2016